【West of the Aslan Empire: Rennes Sea】

The roar between heaven and earth continued to intensify, and the deafening sound was tumbling with surging soul power that was entangled and indistinguishable. Driven by the [hypnosis] talent of the Ghost Mountain brothers and sisters, the endless soul beasts constantly struggled to float up from the deep sea, and the soul beasts that had no ability to fly rolled and flapped on the surface of the sea, stirring up countless turbid white foam. And the soul beasts that could fly had already rushed into the dark clouds and rolled into the sky, and swept towards the island crazily.

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring's eyes were red, and the blood droplets from her eyeballs had gushed out of her eye sockets, hanging on her cheeks like two lines of blood and tears. She raised her head and looked at the ghost mountain crack soul standing with her back to her, his tall body was surrounded by countless swirling golden lights, and his silver armor had become broken and mutilated under the continuous attack of the violent soul power and netherworld black ice crystals around him. The golden carvings on the skin exposed to the armor were like living creatures, undulating and wriggling, as if they were about to pierce from under his skin.

Lianquan gradually felt a little frightened, the ghost mountain soul seemed to have no intention of stopping, he seemed to want to stir all the soul beasts on the bottom of the sea out to sea, but with the soul power of the two of them, it was simply not enough to support the hypnotization of such a huge number of soul beasts at the same time, especially after the joint attack of Shenyin and Netherworld, most of the soul power in the two of them had been consumed, and at this moment, it was the limit to barely maintain hypnosis to drive the soul beasts that had been stimulated and mad in front of them, if more soul beasts were continuously added, the soul power of himself and the soul sewing soul would collapse at any time......

Thinking of these hundreds of thousands of soul beasts if they lose control...... That would be almost a catastrophe for Rennes City, the closest city to here. Thinking of this, Lianquan couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart.

"Brother......" Lianquan sat on the shaggy back of Yanyi in near collapse, her pale face barely bloodstained by the strong wind. "My soul power is almost unsupportable, don't hypnotize more soul beasts, once the soul power of the two of us collapses, so many soul beasts will instantly lose control and enter a berserk state, then ......"

The ghost mountain crack soul turned around, pulled up the lotus spring who was sitting down, and gently pulled her into his broad chest. His strong arms supported Lianquan, the heartbeat in his chest was clear and powerful, and he approached Lianquan's ear: "Lianquan." Listen, my current soul power can still last for a while, wait a minute, I will use all my strength to drive all the soul beasts to attack the following royal apostles. They will instinctively duck or go into battle. The soul power in the entire island will be extremely distorted and indistinguishable, and this is also the best time for you to avoid Treya's tracking, you must take advantage of this brief confusion to enter the depths of the earth's crust to find the Immortal Lord, and tell him all the things I told you before. If he is willing to believe us. Maybe the two of us will get out of here alive...... Otherwise......" Ghost Mountain Crack Soul's gaze suddenly dimmed, and his voice sounded extremely desolate. It's like the sound of the twilight wind on the wild winter day, sad and lonely, "Lianquan, originally I thought that with the talent of the two of us, and taking advantage of the location of the ocean, maybe there would be a chance to defeat the Netherworld and Shenyin, but I didn't expect Treya and Qira to also appear, although they are both ranked below the Netherworld, however, in a sense, they are both more terrifying than the Netherworld...... Although it is still unclear what Chira's position is, Treya alone is very difficult to deal with. If Zila chooses to join the fight and side with us in the end, then even if we wake up Syruel, we won't have any chance of survival......"

The Ghost Mountain Soul didn't continue, his resolute face was only a few inches away from Lianquan's blood-weeping eyes. Lianquan looked at the man in front of him who seemed to be his patron saint since he was a child, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, bitter tears mixed with blood, and were scattered in the sky by the winds that swept around him, and pulled into a long line of shiny. Her heart seemed to weigh on a thousand pounds, and the despair of the end was like the hands of death holding them tightly in the palm of her hand.

There is no need to be reminded by the sewing soul, Lianquan also knows very well that the once powerful previous generation of the former prince Qila, his unfathomable soul power and talent for controlling time and space beyond the limit are completely beyond the ability of their brothers and sisters to compete. What's more, until today, no one knows what his Horcruxes and soul beasts are, not so much that he remains mysterious, but that his strength has reached an unfathomable level, and no power can force him to use Horcruxes and soul beasts, or in other words, even if someone has an extremely rare sight of Chira's Horcruxes and soul beasts, then he will definitely pay the price of his life, so that Chila's secrets can continue to live in the shadows, like a huge monster that breathes quietly in the dark, you can clearly know its existence, but you can't recognize its outline。

A strong sour feeling surged into Lianquan's heart, because at this moment, the sewing soul was in the broad and powerful palm of his shoulder, and it was constantly gushing out pure soul power to penetrate and replenish his body, like spring water with a strong and strong breath, flowing into his limbs and hundreds of remains, surging and converging into the Jue Yin.

Lianquan raised his head and met the clear and resolute eyes of the upper seam soul, and the heaviness and love in his eyes slashed Lianquan's chest like a dagger.

She suddenly realized sadly that the ghost mountain soul was giving up his own little hope of survival at this moment, and he had left all the possibilities of life to himself, and he had already made a decision in his heart......

Lianquan's throat tightened, and as her soul power rushed into her body, her tears fell from the sky like beads of broken threads.

"Silly boy, cry for what. The ghost mountain sewing soul raised his fingers, his bloodstained palm was rough, but it was also gentle, he gently stroked Lianquan's closed wet eyelids, there was no sadness on his face, his eyes were full of happy expressions.

"Brother, am I going to lose you......" Lianquan's throat was sour and tight, and she choked up.

"Whether I die or live...... "The ghost mountain soul bowed his head and kissed lightly on Lianquan's forehead, "You will not lose me, you will never lose me." ”

Lianquan's tears fell on the hands of the soul sewn.

"Also, you must remember one of the most important things......" Ghost Mountain Soul looked into Lianquan's eyes and said word by word. "No matter what happens, you have to trust him. ”

Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring nodded: "I understand." ”

A silver light fell from the sky like lightning towards Qiling, and when it hit the ground, the light shattered and scattered. In the center of the white light, Silver Dust's handsome face like an angel was already cold at the moment, and he frowned in the wind.

"Silver Dust!" Qi Ling shouted loudly at Silver Dust as he faced the wind, but his voice was blown away by the surrounding hurricane, and it was as small as a gossamer, "Silver Dust! What happened?!" Qi Ling shouted again with his voice raised.

Silver Dust walked over. Hiding behind the silver shield, the wind around him suddenly became much quieter, and he looked at Qi Ling and Youhua in front of him with nervous expressions and pale faces. Sighing, it was no wonder that these two little children were so panicked, because the scene in front of them was even if they were once noble as the Apostles of Heaven. It's also rare. His mind flashed back to the catastrophe he had had taken four years earlier. The whole world was dyed a desolate blood red.

Yinchen felt sour in his heart, walked over, pressed his hands on Qi Ling's shoulders, and said softly in a magnetic voice: "The Killing Lord and the Killing Apostle are chasing and killing the rebellious Fifth Degree Lord Ghost Mountain Soul and the Fifth Degree Apostle Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring, I think it has something to do with the mysterious pale boy in the abyss corridor......" Speaking of this, Silver Dust paused slightly, he raised his head and looked at the Heavenly Bouquet of Youhua, and was silent for a while. Then he continued, "Except for the once prince Xiuchuan Jizo. At this moment, this island has gathered all the apostles and princes that currently exist on Yaslan, but the other princes are still watching and maintaining neutrality, and no one knows how far things will eventually develop. Qi Ling, you listen to me, no matter what happens next, you and Tianshu Youhua must stay within the protection range of this shield, and never come out, the current battle situation is no longer something you can participate in......" Before Yinchen finished speaking, he saw a terrifying look suddenly appeared in the eyes of Tianshu Youhua and Qi Ling.

Yinchen immediately turned his head and looked at them along the line of sight, the field of vision was dim, and after a few seconds, his vision condensed, and he gradually saw that the dense soul beasts between the heavens and the earth seemed to be sweeping towards them, as if hiding the black clouds of thunderstorms, and thousands of violent and sharp chirps carried the soul power of the sky and the earth cracking, destroying the surface of the island along the way, and also shattering the black waves on the sea surface into flying mist in an instant.

The whole island shook violently, large chunks of rock crumbled from the island and slid into the black sea, and the churning tsunami swept towards the precarious island that could collapse at any time.

Qi Ling's chest tightened, and a smell of blood rushed from his throat to his mouth. He looked back at the Heavenly Bouquet of Youhua, her pale face did not have a trace of blood, her gaze had already collapsed in the heart-rending cries of countless soul beasts, unable to gather, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her skirt.

"Stay here, don't move!" Silver Dust quickly stood up, he waved his hand, and the silver shield rose from the ground, quickly turning into a few rays of white light, absorbing back into his body, and then he waved his hand, and something like a white chess piece "poof" The sound shot into the ground under Qi Ling's feet, and in the next moment, a large amount of pure white things like soft seaweed broke out from the ground under Qi Ling's feet, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze suddenly, and all kinds of piercing loud noises and twists that were about to tear his chest apart were like the soul power that stirred the blade, and all disappeared, as if everything in heaven and earth was isolated from the pure white huge silk in front of him, Qi Ling's ears seemed to be unable to accept the sudden silence at once, and let out a buzzing tinnitus.

Within the confines of this living mass of white seagrass, the dust drifts slowly, without wind or waves, as if time has slowed down...... Qi Ling was dumbfounded. He stared at the small space in front of him that seemed like the silent seabed, and was speechless in astonishment. When he came back to his senses, he found that the silver dust was far away, and his figure disappeared between the craggy rocky cliffs.

The soul beasts that were surging in the sky continued to break through the water from the bottom of the sea, and the seawater attached to their smooth bodies turned into large raindrops and sprinkled onto the ground. Black dots, large and small, swim higher in the sky.

Qi Ling looked at the earth-shaking scene outside through the pure white aquatic plants that wrapped the two of them, but there was no sound in his ears, as if in the silent forest after heavy snowfall, only the breathing sound of the heavenly bouquet of flowers echoed clearly in his ears. Kirin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white silk growing from the ground in front of him, feeling a little incredible. "What are these white aquatic plants-like things?" he muttered to himself, but he didn't expect the heavenly bouquet of flowers next to him to answer him.

"These are not aquatic plants, if you look closely at them, you will see that they are actually horses of silk as thin as cicada's wings, if I am not mistaken, this is one of the most famous Horcruxes in the realm of Yaslan, called [Goddess's Skirt]. Tianbou Youhua said.

"The skirt of the goddess, what kind of horcrux is it? It looks a bit like a whip, does it hurt to hit people?"

"You're wrong, it's not a weapon, it's armor. Tianbou Youhua took a deep breath, "It's a 'shield'. ”

On the cliff in the distance, Treya's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and she looked coldly at the soft dancing white silk under her feet, with a faint mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

Neon's breathing grew rapid.

Treya stretched out her hand and gently stroked Neon's chest: "Don't worry, it's just a fragment of the shield that fell after it was shattered, and the impact that can withstand is pitifully low, the real goddess skirt, hehe......" (To be continued.) )